TANGLED SOULS

Flirting game -2

Disclaimer : This chapter is very cheesy. Bear with your author and read at your own risk.

Happy reading!

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"Abhi, stop right there!" Abhimanyu Birla stopped dead in tracks at his room door and stared surprised, at his wife who was sitting cross legged on their bed. She took off her headphones and stared at him silently, panicking him more. But before he could open his mouth, she cut him off.

"Ufff—Want to go outside and get some fresh air with me? You just took my breath away." She sighed dramatically, a hand on her heart.

Dumbfounded. He stared at her dumbfounded while she started grinning proudly at herself, patting her shoulder as she did so. He held back from smacking his head on the wall as he walked over to her with a groan. He handed her coffee.

"Akshu : 1. Abhi : 0." She said smirking as she took her coffee and his lips twitched up.

"You're so cheesy, Akshu." He retorted as he sat on the bed behind her, pulling her closer.

"I'm super cheesy, you're super hot, and we belong together."

"No..." He whined dropping his head on her shoulders while she giggled. How did he even manage to get himself in this stupid competition? Okay, it was actually not stupid. Funny even. But his dramatic wife was taking her revenge since she's back from the temple.

"Akshu : 2 - Abhi : 0, looks like I'm gonna win, Docman." She said as he took a sip of his coffee. And then he got the idea! Because, Abhimanyu Birla was never the one to lose. Not even against his dear wife. Also, the idea of her kissing him in front of everyone kinda motivated him more.

"Ewww..." He faked a grimace, looking down at his coffee.

"What's it Baba?" Akshara asked as she turned slightly in his arms. "Did you forget the sugar?" She further questioned as he handed her his coffee mug.

"I think so, it's too bitter, Akshu." He mumbled as she took a sip.

"My coffee is nice though...let me taste.." She said as she took his mug from his hold and took a sip.

"Abhi...sugar is okay, Baba. Just like you like it." She frowned up at him.
He frowned in return and brought the coffee to his lips, eyes not leaving hers as he took a sip from right where she'd taken with a smirk.

"Now, it's delicious." He said as he took in her surprised when she caught his game. "You're my caffeine fix, Baby." He winked savoring his coffee while she turned around in his arms, blushing as she drank her own one.

Abhi : 2 - Akshu : 2.

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Later that day, Abhimanyu was doing his daily exercice in their room, that included, cruches, planks and push-ups. He was on his 15th push-up when Akshara came to sit on his back, whistling lowly.

"Go, Abhi! 16. 17. 18. 19–" She counted cheering him as he continued his push-ups as if she weighted nothing.

"What're you doing Mrs. Birla?" He asked amused between his exercice.

"My only work, Mr.Birla. Being your best cheerleader." She retorted playfully as she caressed his broad shoulders.

"Don't distract me, Baba." He chided when felt her hands roaming under his tank.

His wife payed no heed, clearly enjoying how his muscles clenched and loosened up with each push-up.
"By the way, are you a parking ticket? Because you've fine written all over you." She said smoothly and covered her mouth to stifle her giggle when he stopped his push-ups.